All For The Best
GodspellVersion1
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Chords in this song
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Jesus)1:
When You feel sad or under a curse,
Your life is bad,
Your prospects are worse,
Your wife is sigh-ing, cry-ing,
And your olive tree is dying.
Temples are greying and teeth are decaying
And creditors weighing your purse!
Jesus):
Your mood and your robe are both a deep blue.
You bet that Job had nothing on you.
Don't forget that when you go to Heaven you'll be blessed,
Yes, it's all for the best.
second vocalist):
Some men are born to live at ease,
Doing what they please,
Richer than the bees are in honey,
Never growing old, never feeling cold,
Pulling pots of gold from the air.
The best in ev'ry town,
Best at shaking down, best at making mountains of money,
They can't take it with them,
But what do they care?
They get the center of the meat,
Cushions on their seat,
Houses on a street where it's sunny.
Summers at sea, winters warm and free,
All of this we get the rest, but,
Who is the land for,
The sun and the sand for?
You guessed it's all for the best.
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Readable chord sheet for All For The Best by Godspell
Jesus)1: When You feel s[C]ad or under a curse, Your life is b[D7]ad, Your prospects are worse, Your wife is si[G7]gh-ing, cry-ing, And your olive tree is dying. [C]Temples are greying and t[B7]eeth are decaying And c[D7]reditors weighing your p[G7]urse! Jesus): Your mood and your r[C]obe are both a deep blue. You bet that [D7]Job had nothing on you. Don't forget that w[F]hen you[F#dim] go to H[C]eaven you'll be b[Ab7]lessed, [D7]Yes, it's a[G7]ll for the [C]best. second vocalist): Some men are b[C]orn to live at ease, Doing what they please, Richer than the bees are in honey, [D7]Never growing old, never feeling cold, Pulling pots of gold from the air. The b[G7]est in ev'ry town, Best at shaking down, best at making mountains of money, They c[C]an't take it wit[B7]h them, But w[D7]hat do they care? They get the ce[C]nter of the meat, Cushions on their seat, Houses on a street where it's sunny. [D7]Summers at sea, winters warm and free, All of this [Dm7]we get the rest, but, [F]Who is the la[F#dim]nd for, The s[C]un and the san[Ab7]d for? You gue[D7]ssed it's a[G7]ll for the b[C]est.